Hope abandons us in times of need.
though we can’t see her, Hope flies for us.
and Hope with her innocence wings flew away, away.
i am a Goddess who is not a good, for i wish not for immortality but for the End.
a crescent hangs in the night sky.
love where nothing exists burns into obsession.
knowing what you could have had but what you never chased after is the most painful thing in the world.
i think about your once-smiling face, and hope you are finally Happy now, at a different place.
our fingers tangled in strands of grassas our vision turned black and whitein the dark nightas the ball of golden light sank―sank below the glassy horizon―as overlapping colors of pink, orange, and yellowdappled the topaz-colored skyin gentle waves lappingon the shores of the heavens. slowly, as our hands hugged each other close,the silvery pinpricks ofContinue reading “vision of peace”
No longer alone, my scars bloom.